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Man, what the fuck is up?
All these no-name rappers are getting bucked
You could save your two cents, you suck (aww shucks)
Take the L like this Dutch, truth is rough, gotta face it
If you dope, you don't have to explain it
He want smoke, but he Chinese
He don't know what to do with the L's
No need to make you look dumb, bitch, you do it yourself
When they talk about the dopest in the spot that we can place in
And when it's time to come to terms
You're not in the conversation
Now that's a hard pill to swallow
I'm a hard act to follow (Cold)
Cranking this amp, I'ma smash that throttle
Champagne for a special occasion
So get to playin', celebrate upside your head
We gon' crack that bottle
This is TM, Hard Target, don't miss
So check the DM, you ain't tryna mix it up with me
Stick to your Seagrams, the beginning of the end
You'll never shine in the sequins
Cap rap, pretend we don't comprehend your pretense
You're so annoyed, the bottom lonely, you're fucking stuck
Try corduroy, it feel different when you're coming up
Bars get you T-bone, hold steady, they come abrupt
You're loose ends have you come undone
Bitch, I'm a wreck, I'm just leaving a mess, get out the way
Need a quarentine, be on this mic, this shit's a play
Steven Rogers got it now, I could do this all day
You in the deep end, bitch, it ain't safe
Trayolrmade in this mu'fucker
It's Traylormade in this mu'fucker
Traylormade in this mu'fucker
It's Traylormade in this mu'fucker
I'm the token black guy
Looking sideways, catch a black eye
It's a joke to that 40, get the satire
I put a hole in, one of your boys
You get the back nine
How you rolling up on any of us?
You got a flat tire
Holy water, swim with the sharks
I get them baptized
Folks think they pushing the curve
I leave them flat lined (That guy)
Wanna pick a side? You can add fries
Try to ride a wave till you capsize
Crowny G, can't believe the bullshit surrounding me
Either way they slice it's a pound of beef. Let it breath
Pause that. Catch your breath like Lamaze class
This blade cut you like a hall pass
Pause. Where my dogs at?
I don't need a call back
If I ain't a hot boy, then what do you call that?
All my riders lifted up, we're getting the car jacked
Been fly since I landed on the tarmac
Still I'ma wreck
I'm just leaving a mess, get out the way
Need quarentine, be on this mic, this shit's a play
Steven Rogers got it now, I could do this all day
You in the deep end, bitch, it ain't safe
Traylormade in this mu'fucker
It's Traylormade in this mu'fucker
Traylormade in this mu'fucker
It's Traylormade in this mu'fucker
Bitch, your garbage music hardly moving
We pulling up out the blue like we just harpooned Charlie Tuna
How you during? Heard y'all don't like us no more
Darn, that's so disappointing
But even if we both enlisted, we wouldn't be joining forces
You know you see the difference, we ain't gotta spell it out for ya
Glazing all over the net, I hope that's helping out for ya
And your quest for the top look like you fell down soldier
Our lines are way strong, let me rappel down for ya
Calm down, bruh, that's a mission impossible
They're trying to stay on course, but we be presenting some obstacles
We really unstoppable, like the juggernaut running
Becoming Mufford on the mic, all I'm doing is sunning
Get some PET scans for your best fans
Cause it must be eatin, them alive
Realizing that they idol is a less than
Tough pill to swallow, might be stuck in they neck
They drunk driving, hydro-planning, and they over-correct
Cause I'm a wreck
I'm just leaving a mess best get out the way
Need to quarantine, be on this mic, this shit's a play
Steven Rogers got it now, I could do this all day
You in the deep end, bitch it ain't safe
Traylormade in this mu'fucker
It's Traylormade in this mu'fucker
Traylormade in this mu'fucker
It's Traylormade in this mu'fucker